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Rapid Cycling By Russ Bickerstaff

I am holding a vaguely reassuring gun at some pasty, grizzled mess of a guy I have never seen before. I ask him what time the time is. Numbers tumble out of his mouth in a curious order.

If he’s right, I have only been out for five minutes.

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